Happy Birthday, Veloona!!!
Today is the birthday of my dear, dear, veloona, otherwise known as Rainwish and fabulous Wraeththu fan. For you, precious, I've written a Cobweb-centric drabble. It's untitled, general rating. I hope that you have a fabulous day, and that my gift got to you on time. ♥
Nohar else notes this; it's not on any calendar that Forever would mark, not that there are any calendars in Forever. But Cobweb notes it. His son, the impossible; his Swift of limb and sprightly spirit and evidence that Terzian was once fiercely alive in his desire for Cobweb, that he holds to his heart, flighty within the cage of his chest.
"What's this?" Swift asks as he drags two fingers through the icing. He sucks on them, the sugar smearing against lips which were never human. A candle spears it; ludicrous, necessary.
"It's a birthday cake, beloved," Cobweb murmurs.
Nohar else notes this; it's not on any calendar that Forever would mark, not that there are any calendars in Forever. But Cobweb notes it. His son, the impossible; his Swift of limb and sprightly spirit and evidence that Terzian was once fiercely alive in his desire for Cobweb, that he holds to his heart, flighty within the cage of his chest.
"What's this?" Swift asks as he drags two fingers through the icing. He sucks on them, the sugar smearing against lips which were never human. A candle spears it; ludicrous, necessary.
"It's a birthday cake, beloved," Cobweb murmurs.